<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:46:54.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Interlingual Rendition</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>95</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-116904202318264719</id><published>2007-01-13T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T21:53:43.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DOULOS TRIP</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The largest &amp; oldest floating bookstore in the world is here in Manila Philippines.  My youth group from church and I went to check some books.  There I saw some friends (officemate, high school, and college friends).  It was indeed an unforgettable experience for me; the ship is really nice (by the way it’s my first time to be in a ship).  There were too many people inside and even the line is too long from the outside.  My sister and I were able to buy some good books but the atmosphere is just too warm for me.  Outside the bookstore while falling-in-line for ice cream (the nearest food I could buy)… I’m too dizzy and starving that I almost fainted.  But still GOD IS MY STRENGTH.  Thanks for all those people who help: Zarah (my sister), and church mates Annie, Candy, and Carrie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing I learned from past experience:  I your too hungry never eat a big meal at once, but instead eat something w/sugar little food at first plus drink water, that if you don’t want to end up in E.R. like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From a really nice text quote: &lt;br /&gt;As we travel through life, pastures are not always green not waters still.  But when storms beat the hardest, GOD draws near &amp; whispers:  “I AM HERE.”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-116904202318264719?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/116904202318264719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/116904202318264719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2007/01/doulos-trip.html' title='DOULOS TRIP'/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-116334502310180743</id><published>2006-11-12T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T23:23:43.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What a wonderful day!  Today, my family and I were invited to attend “Jesus the Messiah World Ministries” in Cubao, where they celebrated the anniversary of Recover All Ministries entitled “RAM Festival.” The place was jump pack for several churches like AG and others attend the said event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After years of waiting, finally we were able to meet Bishop Abraham Gaor, the founder of “RAM.”  He is a Bishop who had been traveling all over the world (most of his life) to spread the good news and to bring back lost wounds from several churches.  He even represented the Christian Churches to meet President Gloria Macapagal Arroyo (Philippine President) to pray for her entire government team/country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were all excited to hear his sermon and so we had learned so many things today, from the importance of tithes and offering up to restoration.  With that, we all felt blessed and joyful.  For sure, we will never forget this wonderful experience in our life.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-116334502310180743?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/116334502310180743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/116334502310180743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2006/11/big-day.html' title='Big Day'/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-116282311482054577</id><published>2006-11-06T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T22:25:14.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Am I</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Who am I, that the Lord of all the earth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Would care to know my name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Would care to feel my hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Who am I, that the Bright and Morning Star &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Would choose to light the way &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For my ever wandering heart  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Not because of who I am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But because of what You've done &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Not because of what I've done &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But because of who You are  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am a flower quickly fading &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here today and gone tomorrow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A wave tossed in the ocean &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Vapor in the wind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;till You hear me when I'm calling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lord, You catch me when I'm falling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And You've told me who I am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am Yours, I am Yours  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Who am I, that the eyes that see my sin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Would look on me with love and watch me rise again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Who am I, that the voice that calmed the sea &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Would call out through the rain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And calm the storm in me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Not because of who I am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But because of what You've done &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Not because of what I've done &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But because of who You are  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am a flower quickly fading &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here today and gone tomorrow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A wave tossed in the ocean &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Vapor in the wind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Still You hear me when I'm calling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lord, You catch me when I'm falling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And You've told me who I am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am Yours  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Not because of who I am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But because of what You've done &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Not because of what I've done &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But because of who You are  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am a flower quickly fading &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here today and gone tomorrow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A wave tossed in the ocean &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Vapor in the wind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Still You hear me when I'm calling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lord, You catch me when I'm falling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And You've told me who I am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am Yours &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I am Yours &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Whom shall I fear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Whom shall I fear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;'Cause I am Yours &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am Yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Casting Crowns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-116282311482054577?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/116282311482054577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/116282311482054577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2006/11/who-am-i.html' title='Who Am I'/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-116237732412748561</id><published>2006-10-30T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T11:38:38.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Birthday… How do you celebrate this special occasion? If you ask me, it’s just an ordinary day, most of the time I just want it to go by with no awareness… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sunday before my birthday… I had a hard time waking up…but I got to go at the first service at church (I’ve invited my officemate/friend w/her family to come)… after the second service, I got really annoyed for time wasters attitude of citizenry…&lt;br /&gt;At night few minutes before my birthday a blissful spirit came when I saw my crush (it has been several years).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday: A rainy, stormy, and windy birthday… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thank you to all the people who greeted me! I really appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One thing that surprised me the most is the text message from Sister Angie Tud &amp;amp; BCA kbarkada (My Christian friends from Rizal).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a forwarded message but it had a great impact on me:&lt;br /&gt;“Our lives are like books, and each day is a page—you can’t erase what you’ve already written, but you can always try to create a happy ending…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you God for everything… you always surprise me…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-116237732412748561?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/116237732412748561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/116237732412748561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2006/10/birthday.html' title='Birthday'/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-116144735118264440</id><published>2006-10-22T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T00:44:39.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;These past few weeks I’ve been really exhausted with my entire task… But God is really something… He helped me to survive one day at a time…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I accidentally saw my friend Sharon today at starbucks when I was on my way out. We had a little chat; as a result I’m behind schedule for our carcell at church… There are things that I really can’t manage in doing at the same time…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-116144735118264440?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/116144735118264440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/116144735118264440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2006/10/these-past-few-weeks-ive-been-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-116144802760680715</id><published>2006-10-06T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T00:28:03.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Basketball</title><content type='html'>Grand opening day for Basketball tournament at my work… it astonish me when I was chosen by one of the teams as their muse…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-116144802760680715?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/116144802760680715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/116144802760680715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2006/10/basketball.html' title='Basketball'/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-115910586693237269</id><published>2006-09-18T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T21:51:06.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hard rainfall again today… floods everywhere again… luckily I got home early.&lt;br /&gt;I planned to study for the night, but a sudden change in my schedule when my sister informed my about the Amazing Race (my vote goes to the 2 Koreans and the 2 model guys).  Next thing I know I’m watching TV the whole night. Not just that I dreamt of becoming a TV host like those from wazzup wazzup, because acting/singing/dancing is not really my area at all… It’s hosting! I wonder if I can audition hahaha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-115910586693237269?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/115910586693237269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/115910586693237269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2006/09/hard-rainfall-again-today-floods.html' title=''/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-115910566588906492</id><published>2006-09-16T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T21:47:45.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I enjoyed the leadership conference that I attended today, especially the part of meeting new people from Section 2 AG (especially the companion of my group mates Ef and Grace, who happen that we all have the same personality).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-115910566588906492?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/115910566588906492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/115910566588906492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-enjoyed-leadership-conference-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-115789428332118534</id><published>2006-09-10T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T21:18:03.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Testimony</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For two weeks plus my schedule had been really hectic that I haven’t got enough sleep (2-5 hrs a day sleep).  My brain and body is collapsing (working for 8-13hrs a day / 6days a week) plus other activities during the weekdays/weekend…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But each time I seek God for strength to go on… He always answers me as fast as a blink of an eye… Amazing! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-115789428332118534?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/115789428332118534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/115789428332118534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2006/09/testimony.html' title='Testimony'/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-115910643482292298</id><published>2006-08-23T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T22:00:34.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Badminton</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1983/1665/1600/player%20of%20the%20week..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1983/1665/320/player%20of%20the%20week..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-115910643482292298?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/115910643482292298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/115910643482292298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2006/08/badminton.html' title='Badminton'/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-115634389556981979</id><published>2006-08-23T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T23:03:32.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Voice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;All day I’ve been bothered with so many things going through my mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;First I had another weird dream this morning I’m like superman doing everything I want, well that includes flying and using my super powers… While working, I’ve been talking to God, and He answered by a simple forwarded e-mail “Balancing TIME”.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then on my way home from badminton training/practice, I accidentally saw Pat at the LRT station staring “small world” I guess, but we went on separate area. All alone while on the train I can feel that God is telling me something about my future (not sure what it is).  Back here at home while typing for my blog… AHHHH a small lizard appeared on top of my head, Yuck! Where does it come from???  Well this is my day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-115634389556981979?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/115634389556981979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/115634389556981979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2006/08/voice.html' title='Voice'/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-115617404448139606</id><published>2006-08-21T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T23:27:24.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It’s been several months since I last spent my entire day at home.  I’m sleeping like a rock, eating like pig, and watching television (Disney channel) like a defunct being.  Guess what happen… I had a “headache” and it looks like I’m getting a fever too.  My dullard idea for a break… BUT, little miracles do happen by just a simple lift of FAITH.  My older sister Zarah prayed for me, and now I’m mended. Thank God!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-115617404448139606?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/115617404448139606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/115617404448139606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2006/08/holiday.html' title='Holiday'/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-115358148795256608</id><published>2006-07-22T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T23:28:06.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1983/1665/1600/ShowLetter1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 410px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 273px" height="187" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1983/1665/320/ShowLetter1.jpg" width="376" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-115358148795256608?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/115358148795256608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/115358148795256608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2006/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-115355176151850936</id><published>2006-07-21T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T15:02:41.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Our Attention</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joel 2:13&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;em&gt;"Return to the LORD your God, for He is gracious and compassionate, slow to anger and abounding in love, and He relents from sending calamity. "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;    How far do you want God to go in getting your attention? If God has to choose between your eternal safety and your earthly comfort, which do you hope He chooses?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     What if He moved you to another land? (As He did Abraham.) What if He called you out of retirement? (Remember Moses?) How about the voice of an angel or the bowel of a fish? (A la Gideon and Jonah.) How about a promotion like Daniel's or a demotion like Samson's?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;     God does what it takes to get our attention. Isn't that the message of the Bible? The relentless pursuit of God. God on the hunt. God in the search. Peeking under the bed for hiding kids, stirring the bushes for lost sheep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Gentle Thunder (Max Lucado)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-115355176151850936?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Joel%202:13;&amp;version=31;' title='Getting Our Attention'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/115355176151850936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/115355176151850936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2006/07/getting-our-attention.html' title='Getting Our Attention'/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-115614199832732184</id><published>2006-07-17T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T14:33:18.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Davao 13-16JUL2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1983/1665/1600/Davao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1983/1665/320/Davao.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-115614199832732184?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/115614199832732184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/115614199832732184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2006/07/davao-13-16jul2006_17.html' title='Davao 13-16JUL2006'/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-115262165842469877</id><published>2006-07-11T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T20:40:58.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hurray! We won the game last Friday at badminton tournament… this is just the first and more to come…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Due to the recent bomb threat at our office building, we all got home early yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;One more day left… Davao here I come!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-115262165842469877?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/115262165842469877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/115262165842469877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2006/07/hurray-we-won-game-last-friday-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-115064014175109656</id><published>2006-06-18T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T22:27:06.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Are Jean Grey</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whichofthexmenareyouquiz/jean-grey.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;Although your fate is often unknown, you always seem to survive (even after death). Your mind is your greatest weapon, literally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Powers: telepathy and telekinesis, the ability to project thoughts into the mind of others, communication with animals&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whichofthexmenareyouquiz/"&gt;Which of the X-Men Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-115064014175109656?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.blogthings.com/whichofthexmenareyouquiz/' title='You Are Jean Grey'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/115064014175109656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/115064014175109656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2006/06/you-are-jean-grey.html' title='You Are Jean Grey'/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-115063896997432455</id><published>2006-06-18T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T19:07:40.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Summer 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I started taking down notes on all the things I did this summer: "work, church, study, tour, and mission" One word that defines it all... it is an "Extraordinary" exertion of God to my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*26APR Power Break Seminar: 12 Little Things Every Filipino Can Do To Help Our Country.&lt;br /&gt;*12-15APR Cavite Retreat. The most relaxing experience I had in years…&lt;br /&gt;*16APR-07MAY Pressure Time of studying… sleepless nights.&lt;br /&gt;*28-30APR Baguio Trip. My tourist itinerary…&lt;br /&gt;*31APR Pampanga. Water Baptism Day… who could ever forget that marvelous experience.&lt;br /&gt;*14-21MAY Ifugao Mission Trip. Totally God’s dominion and power that change all our lives.&lt;br /&gt;*28MAY All For Love Youth APAW. Love it!&lt;br /&gt;*02JUN Bazaar Day…&lt;br /&gt;*04JUN Montalban Rizal. Reunion Day w/ Ifugao Mission Team plus learning experience (conference).&lt;br /&gt;*12JUN Tanay Rizal “Huling Hirit Summer Outing” for FireBrand. Fun! Fun! Experience… especially the Rappelling.&lt;br /&gt;*13-14JUN Situational Leadership Training. My most enjoyable training…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next on schedule:&lt;br /&gt;*13-16JUL Davao Trip. Reunion w/ Relatives…&lt;br /&gt;*JUL-AUG Badminton Tournament… every Friday…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*10JUL Bulletin Board Posting Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;*20JUL Presentation Day&lt;br /&gt;*05AUG All Out Praise and Worship @ BFGFC "FireBrand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-115063896997432455?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/115063896997432455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/115063896997432455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-summer-2006.html' title='My Summer 2006'/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-114865783859050354</id><published>2006-05-21T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T22:28:13.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Ifugao Mission Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Amazing Adventure!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1983/1665/1600/150886948_281695b6d5_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 113px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 98px" height="150" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1983/1665/200/150886948_281695b6d5_o.jpg" width="211" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1983/1665/1600/150887113_613d7a17b5_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 107px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 99px" height="150" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1983/1665/200/150887113_613d7a17b5_o.jpg" width="223" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1983/1665/1600/150887852_3fbb37147d_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 112px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px" height="169" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1983/1665/200/150887852_3fbb37147d_o.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-114865783859050354?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/114865783859050354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/114865783859050354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-ifugao-mission-trip.html' title='My Ifugao Mission Trip'/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-114864989493792465</id><published>2006-05-08T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T21:24:54.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Study Time: Summer 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;08MAY2006  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Exam Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;16APR – 07MAY2006  Review Weeks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;____(((all work related)))___&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-114864989493792465?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/114864989493792465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/114864989493792465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2006/05/study-time-summer-2006.html' title='Study Time: Summer 2006'/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-114864967227356681</id><published>2006-05-01T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T23:22:31.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pampanga 01MAY2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Water Baptism Day and Church Outing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; very special day)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1983/1665/1600/Pampanga%202006-05-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1983/1665/200/Pampanga%202006-05-01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-114864967227356681?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/114864967227356681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/114864967227356681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2006/05/pampanga-01may2006.html' title='Pampanga 01MAY2006'/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-114864940705798631</id><published>2006-04-30T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T22:59:43.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baguio 28APR-30APR2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The most busy tour itinerary I had.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1983/1665/1600/CIMG1868.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 149px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 127px" height="211" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1983/1665/200/CIMG1868.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1983/1665/1600/CIMG1947.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 154px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 126px" height="165" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1983/1665/200/CIMG1947.jpg" width="200" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;28APR2006&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;10:30PM Departure to Baguio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29APR2006&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Welcome (Tiger) – Breakfast at Chowking – Kennon Road – Lourdes Grotto&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hot Spring Resort (Hanging Bridge) – Rest House (Check-In) – Lunch (Filipino Restaurant)&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Philippine Military Academy (PMA) – Camp John Hay – Butterfly Sanctuary – Pet Grave Yard - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mines View Park – Cession Road (ukay-ukay / ibay’s) – Dinner at &lt;/span&gt;B&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;urnharm Park (KFC) (Boating and Biking) – Back to Rest House.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;30APR2006&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest House (Check-Out) - Pink Sisters – Bell Church – Strawberry Farm – Botanical Garden&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Mansion – Wright Part – Market Maharlika – Back to Manila&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-114864940705798631?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/114864940705798631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/114864940705798631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2006/04/baguio-28apr-30apr2006.html' title='Baguio 28APR-30APR2006'/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-114588655026271455</id><published>2006-04-24T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T22:49:32.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Review Week</title><content type='html'>I haven't got that much sleep, and more restless days to come... I'm exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew 11:28&lt;br /&gt;"Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-114588655026271455?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Matthew%2011:28;&amp;version=31;' title='Review Week'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/114588655026271455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/114588655026271455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2006/04/review-week.html' title='Review Week'/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-114572643817532605</id><published>2006-04-23T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T01:20:38.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2.00</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I taking my sleeping time for studying, but I can’t seem to focus that much.&lt;br /&gt;Our carecell topic was just new for me, and at that moment my brain just can’t think…&lt;br /&gt;We were asked to grade (using college grading system 5lowest/1highest) our youth group as a whole.  I graded it as 2.75 partly because of the people who first graded seem so low…  But now I’ve realize that I should have graded it as 2.00.  Its because people seem to focus of the bad side (I’m guilty of that), but never seem to highlight the good part, and still rooms for improvement is open.&lt;br /&gt;It’s been a year now since my family and I started attending this church.   I thank GOD for this family because through this I have grown spiritually, most especially by the BFGFC youth contributions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-114572643817532605?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/114572643817532605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/114572643817532605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2006/04/200.html' title='2.00'/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-114519113146444687</id><published>2006-04-16T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T23:23:53.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cavite Retreat 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I have spent my entire holy week @ Silang Cavite. This is quite different from the last retreat I had 7 years ago. I had magnificent soothing time with the Lord and my church mates, especially during our youth extended worship. It revived me though not completely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God’s message to me from our extended worship through Brother Patrick was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“I see a big picture, and in front of me are dozens of white roses with only one red rose. You are that red rose, that’s how special you are to me. Come back to me my child, I miss you when you were a child. Go back from being a child.&lt;br /&gt;In front of you is a big wall, don’t hide your face from the wall. Come back to me my child, come back.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I remembered from that night… I was really moved by God’s message, especially knowing how special I am that He chose me to be His child. When the message about the wall was mentioned, I was shocked because at that moment I’m thinking the same thing. I cried and felt that my entire body was shaking. The last time I bear in mind crying from worship service was last 3 months ago, since then on I’ve struggled spiritually. Indeed, this retreat experience is a refresher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I’m back here in Manila and moving on with my life, I would surely miss this retreat experience we had. I got sick because of the change in weather condition…&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks from now I’ll be traveling again… hurray!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-114519113146444687?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/114519113146444687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/114519113146444687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2006/04/cavite-retreat-2006.html' title='Cavite Retreat 2006'/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-114459534922945024</id><published>2006-04-09T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T21:57:13.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My plan for this week-end didn’t really work-out “study”.  I end up watching Smallville and Narnia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since last week I’ve been in the process of divergence decision.  Few days left and apparently I have to settle my schedules… ah trips… Last thing I know, asking God yearning for a vacation; all of a sudden I’ve got trips in just one quarter, the most complicated… “It’s on the same date”.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-114459534922945024?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/114459534922945024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/114459534922945024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-plan-for-this-week-end-didnt-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-114519104677079451</id><published>2006-04-08T12:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T20:37:26.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bowling</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My first tournament for bowling is finally over.  So far my highest score for the whole tournament is 139 + 40 (handicap) = 179 points (last day in tournament w/ 5 spares and 1 strike).  Not bad for a rookie (beginner).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-114519104677079451?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/114519104677079451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/114519104677079451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2006/04/bowling.html' title='Bowling'/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-114398926219402440</id><published>2006-04-02T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T21:40:06.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Linguistic Architect</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I took the Super IQ test @ tickle yesterday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The result: I'm a Linguistic Architect. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Your test results indicate that the way you process information makes you a Linguistic Architect.You are brilliant with language and words. You are also very skilled at understanding things on an abstract or conceptual level. When you combine those two skills you are bound to communicate or create something new and complex. This set of strengths (referred to as 'abstract reasoning,' meaning you have a flair for the intangible, intellectual, theoretical approach to life) allows you to understand math and science on a 'gut' level, even if the actual numerical math and science equations don't come easy. This gut-level understanding is typically enough to get you through without needing all of the details. You would probably do well as a writer of some kind or an author whose job it is to get difficult concepts across skillfully.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Your top scores are in the areas of Mechanical, Organizational, and Logical. This is a very unusual combination — only 6 in 1,000 people have it. Want more proof? Then pay attention to the percentages of people who scored higher and lower than you on each of the 8 intellectual strengths. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-114398926219402440?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://uk.tickle.com/test/superiq/result/linguisticArchitect.html' title='Linguistic Architect'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/114398926219402440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/114398926219402440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2006/04/linguistic-architect.html' title='Linguistic Architect'/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-114398879965052691</id><published>2006-04-02T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T22:39:59.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My Daughter,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you lack wisdom, you need only to ask Me and I will give it to you, for I give good gifts to My children.  Wisdom is the principle thing, so get wisdom.  It is more valuable than money, status, fame, or fortune.  So let you heart retain My words, for they contain seeds of supernatural wisdom that will be planted in your heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-God&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-114398879965052691?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/114398879965052691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/114398879965052691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2006/04/my-daughter-if-you-lack-wisdom-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-114398850234777641</id><published>2006-04-02T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T22:35:02.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yesterday I got my rest day.  I can't imagine when was the last time I spent the entire day at home... I guess it's been more than a year now, and I had a total of 17 hours of sleep :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-114398850234777641?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/114398850234777641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/114398850234777641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2006/04/yesterday-i-got-my-rest-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-114372651889244590</id><published>2006-03-30T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T21:54:39.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Voice Of Truth</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh what I would do to have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The kind of faith it takes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To climb out of this boat I'm in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Onto the crashing waves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To step out of my comfort zone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Into the realm of the unknown where Jesus is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And He's holding out His hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But the waves are calling out my name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And they laugh at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Reminding me of all the times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've tried before and failed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The waves they keep on telling me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Time and time again. "Boy, you'll never win!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"You'll never win!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Chorus:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But the voice of truth tells me a different story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;he voice of truth says, "Do not be afraid!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"The voice of truth says, "This is for My glory"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Out of all the voices calling out to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I will choose to listen and believe the voice of truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh what I would do to have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The kind of strength it takes to stand before a giant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;With just a sling and a stone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Surrounded by the sound of a thousand warriors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Shaking in their armor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wishing they'd have had the strength to stand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But the giant's calling out my name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And he laughs at me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Reminding me of all the times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've tried before and failed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The giant keeps on telling me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Time and time again. "Boy you'll never win!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"You'll never win!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But the stone was just the right size&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To put the giant on the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And the waves they don't seem so high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;From on top of them lookin' down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I will soar with the wings of eagles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;When I stop and listen to the sound of Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Singing over me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I will choose to listen and believe the voice of truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Casting Crowns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-114372651889244590?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://lyrics.crossmap.com/track/casting-crowns/casting-crowns/voice-of-truth.htm' title='Voice Of Truth'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/114372651889244590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/114372651889244590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2006/03/voice-of-truth.html' title='Voice Of Truth'/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-114347469362269666</id><published>2006-03-27T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T23:51:33.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yesterday my youth group and I played badminton for several hours… now my legs hurt ahhhh…  its been 10 months since I last played (I think)…  truly annoying to get up early from bed and go to work (even hard to walk), especially wearing business attire w/ skirt and high hills w/ pointed shoes… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-114347469362269666?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/114347469362269666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/114347469362269666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2006/03/yesterday-my-youth-group-and-i-played.html' title=''/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-114304307636505529</id><published>2006-03-22T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T23:57:56.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This week is just too convoluted and creepy….. Imagine today is just Wednesday and everyday seems like a sequence…  I wonder why ?…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-114304307636505529?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/114304307636505529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/114304307636505529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2006/03/this-week-is-just-too-convoluted-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-114286838014493138</id><published>2006-03-20T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T23:26:20.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Amazing Race of My Life with Jesus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Life is worthless if you don’t have Jesus.  My occupation as a child of God is to abide by His command… 1st pit stop for our Oikos in “Metro Manila” (planted a seed in their heart hoping it would grow taller), 2nd Pit stop this coming July 2006 “Davao Trip”… please pray for Me and My Sister Zarah to be fully equip as we go and share His word (also for our Oikos to open their heart for Jesus)…  the 3rd pit stop is yet to come…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-114286838014493138?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/114286838014493138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/114286838014493138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2006/03/amazing-race-of-my-life-with-jesus.html' title='The Amazing Race of My Life with Jesus'/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-114261107889072089</id><published>2006-03-17T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T23:57:58.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Can't get on track with my schedule...  Until now I'm having trouble fixing it up.  Last week I barely have the time even to sleep...  I've been suffocated with all the things I need to do, ending up with few results.  This morning, the Lord had clearly opened my mind...  As I walk to the office the wind suddenly blow, it seems different from anything I've ever felt.  Somehow I knew that the presence of God was with me and He is leading me into something for the future...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;As for the future plans... so far what I have now is just for the half year... five to ten years from now I still don't know... I guess everything would be in God's time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-114261107889072089?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/114261107889072089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/114261107889072089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2006/03/cant-get-on-track-with-my-schedule.html' title=''/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-114087947420150740</id><published>2006-02-25T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T22:57:54.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;25FEB. today hmmm…. I spent 12 hours of sleep.  We watch Smallville, after that we went to practice at church for the anniversary (play).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24FEB. this is an eccentric day indeed.  I don’t know why but I really felt that I shouldn’t go bowling that day.  Precisely speaking our bowling tournament was cancelled that day due to the recent event happening in our gov’t.  We were dismissed early around 3PM at work, and when I got down from the building I saw a huge crowd of police, not just that I saw tourist waiting for the main event to occur “the RALLY” in opposition to the president…  The president declared that day a State of Emergency...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23FEB. after work we gathered around and ate dinner we call it “THE LAST SUPPER” with Richelle, before she departs.  We spend the dinner @ Kwang Tong Restaurant (near Oakwood Hotel); then we preceded @ Starbucks.  FUN! FUN! FUN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-114087947420150740?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/114087947420150740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/114087947420150740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2006/02/25feb.html' title=''/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-114036013454151515</id><published>2006-02-19T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-20T22:38:34.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Marvelous Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;First stop… Friday night bowling tournament day, we won three games in a row 3-0! Great! It’s Saturday finally the day I’ve been waiting for all week… I met with my friend Richelle, this time I brought her to my church in Binondo (BFGFC) that’s the least I could do before she leave to Japan perhaps next week to be with her family. We had so much fun “All Out Praise &amp; Worship” to GOD (APAW night). After that we took her to a Chinese Restaurant (&lt;em&gt;It’s her first time to be in China Town Binondo)&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Sunday, this is the day when God’s plan changes my Sunday routine… He told me this time I want you to attend this church in Greenhills (Bethany)… I got an invitation from my manager at work “It’s the church 15th Anniversary”. Three people who made testimony: Two&lt;em&gt; from their church and one was the special guess -&lt;/em&gt; the son of the famous actor here in country (&lt;em&gt;used to be an actor himself), h&lt;/em&gt;is name is Rodolfo Dolphy Quizon Jr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He was convicted in prison for “Life time imprisonment” for the multiple homicides (&lt;em&gt;six people died at that time - burned&lt;/em&gt;). He accepted Jesus Christ through a simple TV show. Now he had travelled all over the country and abroad to testify, and the rest is history...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-114036013454151515?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/114036013454151515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/114036013454151515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2006/02/marvelous-weekend.html' title='Marvelous Weekend'/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-114035506285224898</id><published>2006-02-15T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T21:19:17.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are you ready?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On my way to office, while I’m inside the train… gazing upon the heavenly sky starring at the clouds as it covers the sun. I saw a portion from the clouds were in the sun partly appeared… nothing really special, but as my eyes focus on the beautiful view, the sun and the clouds together they formed a small HEART. Then these verses flashed over me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Matthew 24:27&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For as lightning that comes from the east is visible even in the west, so will be the coming of the Son of Man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Matthew 24:30-31&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(30)"At that time the sign of the Son of Man will appear in the sky, and all the nations of the earth will mourn. They will see the Son of Man coming on the clouds of the sky, with power and great glory. (31)And he will send his angels with a loud trumpet call, and they will gather his elect from the four winds, from one end of the heavens to the other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-114035506285224898?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Matthew%2024:27,30-31;&amp;version=31;' title='Are you ready?'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/114035506285224898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/114035506285224898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2006/02/are-you-ready.html' title='Are you ready?'/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-114033105954102258</id><published>2006-02-14T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T14:39:14.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>His Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My Daughter,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You are a treasure to Me of the greatest value. My love for you far exceeds anything of measure. It is more vast than the oceans, more immeasurable than the sands near the sea. I love you with an everlasting love. I want to hear about your dreams and share all of your life with you. I knew you before you were born, and I have great plans for you. I will never leave you and love you throughout eternity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;-God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-114033105954102258?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/114033105954102258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/114033105954102258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2006/02/his-love.html' title='His Love'/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-113984534568881785</id><published>2006-02-13T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T23:42:25.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Small Lagoon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1983/1665/1600/small%20lagoon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 276px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 333px" height="320" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1983/1665/320/small%20lagoon.jpg" width="276" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-113984534568881785?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.pbase.com/tekgik/image/32820006' title='Small Lagoon'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113984534568881785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113984534568881785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2006/02/small-lagoon.html' title='Small Lagoon'/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-113984489035634938</id><published>2006-02-13T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-13T23:37:17.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>El Nido Palawan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1983/1665/1600/snake%20island.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1983/1665/320/snake%20island.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-113984489035634938?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.pbase.com/tekgik/image/32878811' title='El Nido Palawan'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113984489035634938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113984489035634938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2006/02/el-nido-palawan.html' title='El Nido Palawan'/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-113950187840509518</id><published>2006-02-09T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T21:35:22.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Infilling of the Lord's oil to my lamp</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It’s been a week now since I last touch my PC. I have bunch of unread e-mails… I’ve been busy based on my own strength and disobedience with the Lord God…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Two weeks had past since my last struggle; I’ve been spiritually down but last week Thursday I’ve somewhat been revive from attending Worship XP at ACCM… But still something is missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I’ve found out why from the life Book of Brother Yun “The Heavenly Man”… I’ve learned that I have been burn out. Going to church; attending church service and carecells; training for church ministry service; and trying to share the gospel to my oikos. Doing all these things I have been emotionally and spiritually exhausted as if you were to ask I’m just starting out as a growing Christian… and yet the devil is trying to pull me out of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then again God reminded me through:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isaiah 30:15&lt;/strong&gt; This is what the Sovereign LORD, the Holy One of Israel, says: "In repentance and rest is your salvation, in quietness and trust is your strength, but you would have none of it. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isaiah 30:18&lt;/strong&gt; "Yet the LORD longs to be gracious to you; He rises to show you compassion. For the LORD is a God of justice. Blessed are all who wait for him!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Now, I know what I needed the most is to spent time with Him alone and read more of His word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-113950187840509518?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Isaiah%2030%20:15,18;&amp;version=31;' title='Infilling of the Lord&apos;s oil to my lamp'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113950187840509518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113950187840509518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2006/02/infilling-of-lords-oil-to-my-lamp.html' title='Infilling of the Lord&apos;s oil to my lamp'/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-114416014715071038</id><published>2006-02-09T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T22:15:47.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>True Color Test by Tickle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://web.tickle.com/rd/50650/color/index.jsp?testname=colorogt&amp;amp;resultid=F" target="_blank"&gt;What's Your True Color?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just took the test from tickle today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;You're brown, a credible, stable color that's reminiscent of fine wood, rich leather, and wistful melancholy. Most likely, you're a logical, practical person ruled more by your head than your heart. With your inquisitive mind and insatiable curiosity, you're probably a great problem solver. And you always gather all of the facts before coming to a timely, informed decision. Easily intrigued, you're constantly finding new ways to challenge your mind, whether it's by reading the newspaper, playing a trivia game, or composing a piece of music. Brown is an impartial, neutral color, which means you tend to see the difference between fact and opinion easily and are open to many points of view. Trustworthy and steady, you really are a brown at heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-114416014715071038?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/114416014715071038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/114416014715071038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2006/02/true-color-test-by-tickle.html' title='True Color Test by Tickle'/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-113871293633903538</id><published>2006-01-31T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T21:01:36.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wonder when will I have my own...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1983/1665/1600/yamaha%20drum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1983/1665/320/yamaha%20drum.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-113871293633903538?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.lnlrecording.com/images/Studio/StageCustomStd.jpeg' title='I wonder when will I have my own...'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113871293633903538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113871293633903538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-wonder-when-will-i-have-my-own.html' title='I wonder when will I have my own...'/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-113854479315663223</id><published>2006-01-29T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T21:39:42.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Armor of God</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;People have their own frustration… Mine would we misspelled name and wrong bdate… Anyway, you wouldn’t understand what I mean by this… But since last Thursday I’m spiritually low all through out, and I don’t know why. I just recently discovered that something is really wrong but I can’t figure out what. After our carecell yesterday, God spoke to me again during night season (dream)… here it goes…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Dream 1) A lady in black (unseen by naked eye), want to kill me and my entire family, doing what ever tricks she knows to do her evil desire just to fulfill her will. She uses poisons, and every trap she could… but I am very much aware what she’s doin’ and I’m trying everything to be very careful… (Then I woke up)....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Dream 2) Their was a taxi cab driver planted a bomb in a mall where my sisters are… while I am in the parking lot he confess everything to me, and desiring to kill a lot of people, I’ve tried to call the mall office and inform them about it, and my sisters as well… it was terrible… but before any blasting thing could happen, everyone got out… (Then I woke up)…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thinking what these dreams means… while walking to church this morning, God lead me to: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ephesians 6:10-20 The Armor of God &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(10)Finally, &lt;strong&gt;be strong in the Lord&lt;/strong&gt; and in his mighty power. (11)Put on the&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;full armor of God so that you can take your stand against the devil's schemes. (12)For our struggle&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms. (13)Therefore put on the &lt;strong&gt;full armor of God&lt;/strong&gt;, so that when the day of evil comes, you may be able to stand your ground, and after you have done everything, to stand. (14)&lt;strong&gt;Stand firm&lt;/strong&gt; then, with the &lt;strong&gt;belt of truth buckled around your waist&lt;/strong&gt;, with the breastplate of righteousness in place, (15)and with your &lt;strong&gt;feet fitted with the readiness&lt;/strong&gt; that comes from the gospel of peace. (16)In addition to all this, take up the &lt;strong&gt;shield of faith&lt;/strong&gt;, with which you can extinguish all the flaming arrows of the evil one. (17)Take the &lt;strong&gt;helmet of salvation&lt;/strong&gt; and the &lt;strong&gt;sword of the Spirit&lt;/strong&gt;, which is the word of God. (18)And pray in the Spirit on all occasions with all kinds of prayers and requests. With this in mind, be alert and always keep on praying for all the saints.&lt;br /&gt;(19)Pray also for me, that whenever I open my mouth, words may be given me so that I will fearlessly make known the mystery of the gospel, (20)for which I am an ambassador in chains. Pray that I may declare it fearlessly, as I should.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-113854479315663223?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Ephesians%206:10-20;&amp;version=31;' title='The Armor of God'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113854479315663223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113854479315663223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2006/01/armor-of-god.html' title='The Armor of God'/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-113842612756419776</id><published>2006-01-28T13:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T13:33:27.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice View</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1983/1665/1600/scotland.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 354px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1983/1665/320/scotland.0.jpg" width="354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-113842612756419776?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.planetbikers.org/PICTURE%20MANAGER/Trips/Scotland%202003/scotland%202003%20031%20rc.jpg' title='Nice View'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113842612756419776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113842612756419776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2006/01/nice-view.html' title='Nice View'/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-113811248528420981</id><published>2006-01-24T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T21:41:10.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What’s going on with your mind?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A friend asks me once what’s going on with your mind. Huh? What’s wrong with me really? One minute I’m thinking about the movie that I recently watch, one minute something else pup up to my mind again… It’s just too complicated even for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night season, were in I’m in my deepest sleep I dream a lot, almost every night not just once but sometimes as many as three dreams in one night. Dreams that are vivid, or some are perplex that needed to be interpreted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once in my dream, I ask God something (I mean personally talking to Him through dreams), and He just response back and answered my question. Too overly exaggerate huh… But do you know what when I woke up and got to work, I ask God while praying “Is He really the One who spoke to me from my dream”… So I decided to open my Bible but not the usual way (checking to the verses for the day to read), instead looking upward and opening it without knowing what verse He would lead me. The first chapters I read it felt like this isn’t the answer it’s not even related to my question, and so I’ve tried doing it again. To my surprise I was led to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Job 33:1-18&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(1)"But now, Job, &lt;strong&gt;listen to my words; pay attention to everything I say&lt;/strong&gt;. (2)I am about to open my mouth; my words are on the tip of my tongue. (3)My words come from an upright heart; my lips sincerely speak what I know. (4)The Spirit of God has made me; the breath of the Almighty gives me life. (5)Answer me then, if you can; prepare yourself and confront me. (6)I am just like you before God; I too have been taken from clay. (7)No fear of me should alarm you, nor should my hand be heavy upon you.&lt;br /&gt;(8) "But you have said in my hearing— I heard the very words- (9)'I am pure and without sin; I am clean and free from guilt. (10)Yet God has found fault with me; he considers me his enemy. (11) He fastens my feet in shackles; he keeps close watch on all my paths.' (12)"But I tell you, in this you are not right, for God is greater than man. (13)Why do you complain to him that he answers none of man's words&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;? (14)For God does speak—now one way, now another— though man may not perceive it. (15)&lt;strong&gt;In a dream, in a vision of the night, when deep sleep falls on men as they slumber in their beds,&lt;/strong&gt; (16)he may speak in their ears and terrify them with warnings, (17) to turn man from wrongdoing and keep him from pride, (18)to preserve his soul from the pit, his life from perishing by the sword.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think? Do you have the same experience or you dream a lot too? I’ve read some Christian Books about dreams, and God is the only one who can answer these things…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-113811248528420981?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Job%2033:1-18;&amp;version=31;' title='What’s going on with your mind?'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113811248528420981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113811248528420981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2006/01/whats-going-on-with-your-mind.html' title='What’s going on with your mind?'/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-113768394584792201</id><published>2006-01-19T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T21:42:09.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank You Lord Jesus!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I had an astonishing experience again with the Lord today. He is so marvelous and powerful... I felt His presence so much that tears from my eyes just keep on flowing again… Now, I am a vessel for GOD to spread His word to my Oikos and to the rest of Judea, Samaria, and to the ends of the earth… Thank you Abba Father for answering my prayers, finally my friend Richelle is with your holy presence, and my heart is overflowing with gladness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yesterday I’ve learned a lot from our training for ministry service. Abba Father GOD, please open my eyes and let me see through your eyes. How magnificent that could be…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-113768394584792201?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113768394584792201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113768394584792201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2006/01/thank-you-lord-jesus.html' title='Thank You Lord Jesus!'/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-113742563020439571</id><published>2006-01-16T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T21:42:56.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JESUS is the WAY, the TRUTH, and the LIFE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Last weekend I had several appointments… but things turn out good especially last Sunday when my sister and I went to Bulacan for family reunion right after we attended the Sunday church service… nice! God’s power is really working… slowly but surely. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;John 14:6 Jesus answered, "I am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-113742563020439571?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=John%2014:6;&amp;version=31;' title='JESUS is the WAY, the TRUTH, and the LIFE'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113742563020439571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113742563020439571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2006/01/jesus-is-way-truth-and-life.html' title='JESUS is the WAY, the TRUTH, and the LIFE'/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-113681465859569728</id><published>2006-01-09T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T21:43:33.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>God is Awesome!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just got an invitation letter from ASCM, I wonder what God had installed for me…. On the same way I’m happy that my friend from work Richelle decided to go with me to ASCM. Abba Father touch her heart, may your GOOD NEWS be spread to all nations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I’m so depressed, but God whispered to me and He told me to read the Memory Verse for this week: Matthew 11:28 “Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.” Truly God is awesome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-113681465859569728?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Matthew%2011:28;&amp;version=31;' title='God is Awesome!'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113681465859569728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113681465859569728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2006/01/god-is-awesome.html' title='God is Awesome!'/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-113647488108448752</id><published>2006-01-05T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T21:45:02.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE CALL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today I had a revival for God. My day is just plain and simple as it used to be… work, I had to finish everything on time today just like I did yesterday… everything seems doing find, an officemate just treat us some snack break for the celebration of his birthday… Anyway, it’s almost 5PM and I still have lots of things to do, how in the world I could finish rapidly and accurately. But by the grace of God I finished it at last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work, I’m rushing to go to the church at ASCM. Just arrive on time, before it actually started. I had a nice greeting from the guard as I entered the place. When I sat down the chair, I was just reading their flyers… and a Pastor approach me with the nice welcome of Happy New Year. I did respond the same way… praise and worship was about to start, but first we had a group by group prayer as usual… then we sang songs of praise for God. I’m not use to sing in Filipino language (first few songs where in Filipino), but what a heck I’m doing this for God. But it’s not all Filipino anyway, a lot where in English… As we sing songs as loud as it was, the church was just filled with His Holy Spirit, I heard a lot of people speaking in tongues and even on my left side (back) a woman keep to screaming really loud (it looks like that she didn’t have the strength to stand up any longer), church leaders did accompanied her… Anyway, everyone was just singing none stop and praising God. It felt really awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had gone to our usual Bible reading, tithes and offering, prayer… Then the Pastor sermon’s started. At first, I got tired and really sleepy, but I’ve tried to manage and keep myself awake. We read the book of Isaiah 6:1-8 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;"1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; In the year that King Uzziah died, I saw the Lord seated on a throne, high and exalted, and the train of his robe filled the temple. 2 Above him were seraphs, each with six wings: With two wings they covered their faces, with two they covered their feet, and with two they were flying. 3 And they were calling to one another: "Holy, holy, holy is the LORD Almighty; the whole earth is full of his glory." 4 At the sound of their voices the doorposts and thresholds shook and the temple was filled with smoke. 5 "Woe to me!" I cried. "I am ruined! For I am a man of unclean lips, and I live among a people of unclean lips, and my eyes have seen the King, the LORD Almighty." 6 Then one of the seraphs flew to me with a live coal in his hand, which he had taken with tongs from the altar. 7 With it he touched my mouth and said, "See, this has touched your lips; your guilt is taken away and your sin atoned for." 8 Then I heard the voice of the Lord saying, "Whom shall I send? And who will go for us?" And I said, "&lt;strong&gt;Here am I. Send me!&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the sermon, the Pastor that greeted me I first came in, well his is the same guy that led us to approach the altar calling… It’s not the usual thing for salvation type, but it is an act of devotion, obedience, commitment to God. Something that I felt like pushing to go in front, first I hesitate but then I just bravely and boldly to go in front and answer THE CALL from God. I don’t know what it is for now, but it will be revealed in God’s perfect time on His Will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what happen after that, I felt so happy until I got back home; I keep on smiling none stop. It was just great! Oh yeah, have you ever seen the moon smile? Well, I did at it was wherever I am as I go back home, not just that it is place in front of me (middle – pointing directly to where I am). It’s somewhat hard to explain in words…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless! This is the year of our LORD! Work with the power and the anointing of GOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-113647488108448752?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113647488108448752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113647488108448752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2006/01/call.html' title='THE CALL'/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-113620715331117643</id><published>2006-01-02T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T21:46:13.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This pass few weeks I’ve been craving for food. I’m just hungry; I eat a lot though… not that obvious, but people at work are really amazed when they first saw me how many I can eat… especially during parties… Just like yesterday breakfast first before going out (mom’s rule). After that we all went to church to attend the Sunday Service, but just the start of the service I’m starving again… Got dizzy and I almost fainted luckily my sister just gave me candy to eat. But at the end of the service I ask my older sister to buy me some French Fries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just this afternoon while working, I felt something different in a one click; I don’t know why… I’m just too happy… Maybe it’s just the start of a bright new year for me… who knows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-113620715331117643?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113620715331117643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113620715331117643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2006/01/this-pass-few-weeks-ive-been-craving.html' title=''/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-113611977956350642</id><published>2006-01-01T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T21:47:13.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today is the first day of the year. I wonder what God had installed for me this year…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could remember it right this is the first year that I actually have a new year’s resolution… Now, I just started reading the Bible using the Bible Reading Plan for the first time, hopefully I could finish to whole book from old to new testament. Last year my target was just the New Testament, and I was able to do it. This time: New Year, New Day, and New Mission, but all for the glory of GOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, thank you to all my readers all over the world. God Bless you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-113611977956350642?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113611977956350642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113611977956350642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-113592454198976427</id><published>2005-12-30T13:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T21:48:29.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing Life Testimony</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This morning, I want to stay in bed and sleep more... greatly strain (got home almost midnight yesterday from work). But God persistently waking me, I don’t know why but I obeyed Him. After I got up too lazy enough I just open the television. That very moment God spoke to me through the host and guest of the show “Joni”…. Telling me “Trust in Me”. Then I just keep on watching and watching until the next show and to the other… I’ve been renewed and one of the greatest testimonies in life that I ever heard in my entire life was from Joan Pearce. Can you imagine a woman who doesn’t know how to read, who doesn’t know that she was posses by the demon, who was sexually abuse by her stepfather at the age of seven, who have two young boys and a baby on the way out in the street with no money at all.&lt;br /&gt;Just click &lt;a href="http://www.sidroth.org/tvbroadcasts.htm"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; look for Joan Pearce (as guest - Dec.26,2005 - Jan 1, 2006) and try to listen to her story yourself... how God had changed her life completely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-113592454198976427?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113592454198976427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113592454198976427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2005/12/amazing-life-testimony.html' title='Amazing Life Testimony'/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-113542970932995464</id><published>2005-12-24T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T21:49:09.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Jesus Christ!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A few hours left before Christmas. This time of the season when most people gather together to celebrate with their family and friends, giving gifts, dinner together for Noche Buena, and going to church. My family and I celebrated Christmas by giving praise and worship to God and Bible study together. For me it’s the best Christmas we had together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year 2005 for me and my family is the best year that we ever had in our entire life … and more to come. Why? It’s because we had experience the love of God. This year we had encountered those hardest trials so far. Since God is all mighty, He had showed us His love that we could ever imagine with abundant grace. We had found Jesus Christ long ago but we got lost through the years pass by. Now thanks to Him we have been found, He had been guiding us towards the right road where He wanted us to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abba Father, thank you so much for everything. To my family, relatives, friends, officemates, brothers and sisters in Christ may GOD BLESS YOU! Merry Christmas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-113542970932995464?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113542970932995464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113542970932995464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2005/12/happy-birthday-jesus-christ.html' title='Happy Birthday Jesus Christ!'/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-113500693865016804</id><published>2005-12-19T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T21:50:10.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Totally New Direction</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Follow Him, Christ demands that we must first get rid of whatever occupies the center of our life. Having surrendered the center of our life to Christ, other things will fall into place. Having given Christ the center, the peripheral areas will just follow. On the other hand, we cannot surrender the secondary areas of our life to Christ and keep the center for the one thing that is most important to us. Christ will have nothing of that. He is either the unquestioned authority in out life or He is really not part of our life at all. To keep Christ out of a part of your life is to keep Him out of your life. Following Christ is a total commitment, never a partial one. You cannot trust Christ as your Savior and at the same time deliberately keep him out as Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-William Girao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-113500693865016804?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113500693865016804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113500693865016804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2005/12/totally-new-direction.html' title='A Totally New Direction'/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-113500793159110757</id><published>2005-12-18T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T21:50:58.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;BFGFC Youth Christmas Party "The Best"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1983/1665/1600/beautiful%20ladies.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 326px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 244px" height="227" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1983/1665/320/beautiful%20ladies.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1983/1665/1600/churchmates.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 338px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 247px" height="204" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1983/1665/320/churchmates.0.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1983/1665/1600/IMG_0036_edited.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 341px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1983/1665/320/IMG_0036_edited.0.jpg" width="328" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1983/1665/1600/young%20pro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 328px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1983/1665/320/young%20pro.jpg" width="329" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-113500793159110757?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113500793159110757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113500793159110757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2005/12/bfgfc-youth-christmas-party-best.html' title=''/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-113483090916912338</id><published>2005-12-16T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T21:51:51.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Last night.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Its Christmas Party time again after a half day work, need to practice for the contest modeling “Rampa” for Christmas Presentation per Dept. Dinner time… we were all dressed up on a Costume (me – as one of the lost boys of Peter Pan) @ Dusit Hotel in Ayala Makati. The party was great (people dressed up life Lord of the Rings, X-men, Pinoy Teleserye, Harry Potter, Peter Pan… etc.) but there is something missing….??? The real reason for Christmas, its Jesus Christ and not the outfit / food / gifts or even the party itself…&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-113483090916912338?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113483090916912338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113483090916912338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2005/12/last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-113457069978719906</id><published>2005-12-14T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T21:52:53.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt;. We have a little celebration during snack time (winning 4th place at Bulletin Board Contest announce last night during the party). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday&lt;/strong&gt;. It’s Christmas Party time (lunch) at Kamayan Restaurant in Glorietta Makati w/ my dept.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday&lt;/strong&gt;. I used up all the energy I’ve got at my work… But God always rebuild my strength in many ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-113457069978719906?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113457069978719906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113457069978719906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2005/12/wednesday.html' title=''/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-113421391852221393</id><published>2005-12-10T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T21:53:26.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I’m here at Laguna (Christmas outing in our group), trying to take a break after an hour of travel and all night Christmas Party. We had a safe journey, THANK YOU Abba Father.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-113421391852221393?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113421391852221393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113421391852221393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2005/12/im-here-at-laguna-christmas-outing-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-113421267825923831</id><published>2005-12-08T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T21:54:40.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lately I’ve been yearning as a child for dreamless slumber, perhaps I need to balance my schedule; T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tomorrow would be my 1st Christmas Party (@ Grilla along Rockwell Drive in Makati - all dressed up on a Bohemian attire) for the month and 6 more to come...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-113421267825923831?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113421267825923831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113421267825923831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2005/12/lately-ive-been-yearning-as-child-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-113388292544268930</id><published>2005-12-06T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T21:55:56.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4 Steps to God</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(1) God Loves You!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bible says, "God so loved the world that He gave His one and only Son, that whoever believes in Him shall not perish, but have eternal life"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news is that, approximately 2,000 years ago, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(2) All of us have sinned and our sins have separated us from God. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sin is doing, saying, or thinking things that are wrong. The Bible says “All have sinned and fall short of the glory of God.” God is perfect and holy, and our sins separate us from God forever. The Bible says “The wages of sin is death.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The good news is that, about 2,000 years ago,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(3) God sent His only Son Jesus Christ to die for our sins.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus lived a sinless life and then died on the cross to pay the penalty for our sins. “God demonstrates His own love for us in that while we were yet sinners Christ died for us."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus rose from the dead, and now He offers us the gift of living forever with Him in heaven. Jesus said "I am the way, the truth, and the life. No one comes to the Father except by Me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God reaches out in love to you and wants you to be His child. "As many as received Him, to them He gave the right to become children of God, even to those who believe on His name."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(4) If you want to accept Christ as your Savior and Lord, you can pray this prayer.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Lord Jesus, thank you for dying on the cross for my sins. Please forgive my sins and give me the gift of eternal life. Thank You that I am now a child of God. I want to serve You always."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-113388292544268930?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.4stepstogod.com/' title='4 Steps to God'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113388292544268930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113388292544268930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2005/12/4-steps-to-god.html' title='4 Steps to God'/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-113369235265252694</id><published>2005-12-04T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T21:56:35.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memory Verse for the week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I John 4:18&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;There is no fear in love. But perfect love drives out fear, because fear has to do with punishment. The one who fears is not made perfect in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-113369235265252694?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=1%20John%204:18;&amp;version=31;' title='Memory Verse for the week'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113369235265252694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113369235265252694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2005/12/memory-verse-for-week.html' title='Memory Verse for the week'/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-113344735271334054</id><published>2005-11-30T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T21:57:06.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today we had a farewell party for our two colleagues, though they stayed with the company for only 1 ½ month. These two guys had been really helpful in making our task easier through the tough times. Thank you and hope that you’ll find the real success in life.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-113344735271334054?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113344735271334054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113344735271334054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2005/11/today-we-had-farewell-party-for-our.html' title=''/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-113344699540713688</id><published>2005-11-28T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T21:57:39.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Shopping is fun and yet too tiring. After that my sister and I visited my grandmother, it’s been more than a year now since I last saw her. Glad to know that she was alright, sad that we haven’t shared the God News Yet. Abba Father please open her heart to know you and please use me to tell her about Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-113344699540713688?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113344699540713688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113344699540713688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2005/11/shopping-is-fun-and-yet-too-tiring.html' title=''/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-113314540178807278</id><published>2005-11-28T10:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T21:58:21.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I had a blast last night. The Korean series that were watching is really good entitled “Only You” (haven’t shown on TV yet). The story mainly revolves around “cooking and …”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This morning when I got up I felt peeved, we were supposed to have an outing today and next thing I know last night only very few peeps are coming. I guess I’m just fed up, tired of planning an event… seems that it never really worked out. Then I decided to go out by myself (shopping)… gladly my sister and her friend Anna decided to come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; with me… I just don’t want to stay here at home (I rarely have a long break like this).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-113314540178807278?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113314540178807278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113314540178807278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-had-blast-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-113314569754826385</id><published>2005-11-27T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T21:58:52.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memory Verse for the week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;John 16:13&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;But when he, the Spirit of truth, comes, he will guide you into all truth. He will not speak on his own; he will speak only what he hears, and he will tell you what is yet to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-113314569754826385?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=John%2016:13;&amp;version=31;' title='Memory Verse for the week'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113314569754826385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113314569754826385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2005/11/memory-verse-for-week_27.html' title='Memory Verse for the week'/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-113266958780538135</id><published>2005-11-22T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T22:00:12.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;15NOV. I’ve finally finish the book I’m reading, I think the Josh (the author of I Kissed Dating Goodbye) and I have a lot in common&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;14NOV. My first day at Training, a full day learning experience. At night I just keep on reading Archie Comics (borrowed by my sister), while watching Travel &amp;amp; Living Channel… seeing the 10 most bizarre buildings in the world and its great architectural infrastructures… amazingly stunning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;13NOV. After I attended the Church service I had spent the whole afternoon sleeping for 5 ½ hrs…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;12NOV. Together with the young pro we spend our carecell at Johan’s place, and it’s nice to see chubby again. here are some pics...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1983/1665/1600/johans%20place%201.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1983/1665/320/johans%20place%201.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1983/1665/1600/chubby.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1983/1665/320/chubby.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1983/1665/1600/chubby.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-113266958780538135?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113266958780538135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113266958780538135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2005/11/15nov.html' title=''/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-113214849246184549</id><published>2005-11-16T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T22:01:16.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We Were The Reason</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As little children&lt;br /&gt;We would dream of Christmas morn&lt;br /&gt;Of all the gifts and toys&lt;br /&gt;We knew we'd find&lt;br /&gt;But we never realized&lt;br /&gt;A baby born one blessed night&lt;br /&gt;Gave us the greatest gift of our lives&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were the reason&lt;br /&gt;That He gave His life&lt;br /&gt;We were the reason&lt;br /&gt;That He suffered and died&lt;br /&gt;To a world that was lost&lt;br /&gt;He gave all He could give&lt;br /&gt;To show us the reason to live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the years went by&lt;br /&gt;We learned more about gifts&lt;br /&gt;The giving of ourselves&lt;br /&gt;And what that means&lt;br /&gt;On a dark and cloudy day&lt;br /&gt;A man hung crying in the rain&lt;br /&gt;All because of love, all because of love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finally found the reason for living&lt;br /&gt;It's in giving every part of my heart to Him&lt;br /&gt;In all that I do every word that I say&lt;br /&gt;I'll be giving my all just for Him, for Him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is my reason to live &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;-Avalon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-113214849246184549?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.lyricskeeper.com/gary_valenciano-lyrics/201732-we_are_the_reason-lyrics.htm' title='We Were The Reason'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113214849246184549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113214849246184549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2005/11/we-were-reason.html' title='We Were The Reason'/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-113197370003138992</id><published>2005-11-14T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T22:01:52.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Last week, my family and I had been through a real tough trials… First our dog died… we thought that was it but then the following news had bumped us real hard. I do not know how we can survive these challenges that come to our lives. The news I heard last Saturday had sucked my strength and I can’t even talk about it, and tears just keep on dropping. But for all these things, I just want to say THANK YOU to my young professionals’ carecell group and to YOU Father GOD, JESUS CHRIST, &amp; HOLY SPIRIT, for the Love &amp;amp; Compassion. Singing praise &amp; worship songs; praying, I felt much better now more than I could ever imagine. THANK YOU from the bottom of my heart!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well on the other hand, I’ve learn a lot from the Membership class that I attended last Sunday same goes with the Church Service. I'm really praying I could attend the The Power of Prayer this 25-27NOV...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-113197370003138992?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113197370003138992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113197370003138992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2005/11/last-week-my-family-and-i-had-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-113188000742440517</id><published>2005-11-13T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T22:02:26.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memory Verse for the week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;John 11:25&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus said to her, "I am the resurrection and the life. He who believes in me will live, even though he dies;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-113188000742440517?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://bible.gospelcom.net/passage/?search=John%2011:25;&amp;version=31;' title='Memory Verse for the week'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113188000742440517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113188000742440517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2005/11/memory-verse-for-week_13.html' title='Memory Verse for the week'/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-113154709346015556</id><published>2005-11-09T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T22:03:18.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The day I met you... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I went home and heared a voice. I wonder were does it coming from, so I followed it. Immediately when I saw you I grabbed you with my arm. You were just three months old then, and very cute looking. Through the seven years of being a part of our family, I will never forget your laugh/smile, stubbornness, demands, loyalty, friendliness, obedient sometimes, brilliancy, but most of all your love and protection. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;But now it's time to say GOOD BYE. We will always love you and treasure your memories.&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU for being a part of our family!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Father God, THANK YOU for allowing him to be a part of our family!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-113154709346015556?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113154709346015556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113154709346015556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2005/11/day-i-met-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-113176760575884723</id><published>2005-11-06T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T22:03:48.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memory Verse for the week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;John 16:33&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;"I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-113176760575884723?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://bible.gospelcom.net/passage/?search=John%2016:33;&amp;version=31;' title='Memory Verse for the week'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113176760575884723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113176760575884723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2005/11/memory-verse-for-week.html' title='Memory Verse for the week'/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-113111546209992986</id><published>2005-11-04T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T22:05:01.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thank you Lord, I just wanna thank you Lord... Finally my dog is healed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;James 5:13-17&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;13 &lt;/span&gt;Is any one of you in trouble? He should pray. Is anyone happy? Let him sing songs of praise. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;14 &lt;/span&gt;Is any one of you sick? He should call the elders of the church to pray over him and anoint him with oil in the name of the Lord. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;15 &lt;/span&gt;And the prayer offered in faith will make the sick person well; the Lord will raise him up. If he has sinned, he will be forgiven. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;16 &lt;/span&gt;Therefore confess your sins to each other and pray for each other so that you may be healed. The prayer of a righteous man is powerful and effective.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-113111546209992986?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113111546209992986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113111546209992986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2005/11/thank-you-lord-i-just-wanna-thank-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-113103032019092642</id><published>2005-11-03T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T22:05:43.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I’m grieving with sadness and tears in my eyes, as I face this ruffian trial. Losing something that I cherish over the past 7 years, and now the time is almost up, I don’t know what to do nor how to respond... I need God to cover me His love and build me with emotional strength.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-113103032019092642?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113103032019092642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113103032019092642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2005/11/im-grieving-with-sadness-and-tears-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-113085636119450262</id><published>2005-11-01T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T22:06:15.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Finally I have a rest day today; I’ve been spending only a few hours at home, and barely have rest all week. I hope that I could finish all the work on time. Father thank you so much for giving me all the strength I need to go through these gainsays…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-113085636119450262?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113085636119450262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113085636119450262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2005/11/finally-i-have-rest-day-today-ive-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-113067899170679170</id><published>2005-10-30T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T22:07:05.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's my Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Last week, OVERTIME at work… spending only 7hrs at home (that includes bath, sleep, breakfast, and so…)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, a day before my Birthday… During lunch break we all went to Tokyo Tokyo to treat my officemates (whole group)… I requested everyone to use chopsticks… hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Around 4:45PM I arrived at church for carecell, after that the girls and I ate at Golden Fortune… at the same time it’s my Barkada reunion from HS (same place)…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today its Sunday my birthday… I’m over fatigue and yet for me this is the BEST Birthday Celebration I ever had, after the Church service we all ate lunch at KFC, and attended the "Thirst for More - The S2CA Youth All-out Praise and Worship Series" at Caloocan Bethel Assembly of God. It was another amazing experience… “specially on my birthday”. Thanks for all the people who remembered my birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-113067899170679170?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113067899170679170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113067899170679170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2005/10/its-my-birthday_30.html' title='It&apos;s my Birthday!'/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-113067946488779198</id><published>2005-10-30T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T22:07:31.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memory Verse for the week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;John 8:31-32&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;31&lt;/span&gt;To the Jews who had believed him, Jesus said, "If you hold to my teaching, you are really my disciples. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;32&lt;/span&gt;Then you will know the truth, and the truth will set you free."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-113067946488779198?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://bible.gospelcom.net/passage/?search=John%208:31-32;&amp;version=31;' title='Memory Verse for the week'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113067946488779198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113067946488779198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2005/10/memory-verse-for-week_30.html' title='Memory Verse for the week'/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-113007509221013332</id><published>2005-10-23T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T22:08:50.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thursday, while I’m busy at work, my sister suddenly called just to inform me that our dog (now 7 yrs plus) is almost blind… How bizarre is that? …after I heard the bad news what can I do, I wanted to take him to vet immediately and get him operated or something…&lt;br /&gt;That day I had plans to attend the church service at ASCM, but I ended up spending my evening at work and got home late…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, here comes Survivor… I didn’t have the chance to watch it AGAIN…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1983/1665/1600/Star%20City%20with%20BFGFC%2010-22-2005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" height="150" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1983/1665/200/Star%20City%20with%20BFGFC%2010-22-2005.jpg" width="215" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Saturday, got up early in the morning reading, internet as usual… in the afternoon I was late for my drums lesson… sorry Kim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Together with our BFGFC youth, we all went to Bay break at Baywalk, Star City, and CCP. At the same time studio 23 is celebrating their anniversary (people…people…people), and we ended up home around 11:00PM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sunday, church service at BFGFC… Mission? Hmmm… It seems that God is speaking to me every time I’ve read it in His word (Bible), in Christian book, heard from the message at the service.&lt;br /&gt;These past few days I’ve learn so many things…One of the most important things I’ve learned from Tim LaHaye: People who enjoy life are not “living tomorrow” or worrying about yesterday; they are living today. If you are thinking about the potential problems and difficulties you might encounter tomorrow, you will naturally become fearful—unless you have a deep, abiding faith in God’s ability to supply all your needs. That’s not it; Satan tries to crash our spirit by getting us to bear tomorrow’s problems with only today’s grace. So I guess live your life to the fullest by bringing glory to God, worship and serve him, be the best that God wants us to be. Do not indulge with the fear to serve Him but be filled with the spirit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-113007509221013332?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113007509221013332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113007509221013332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2005/10/thursday-while-im-busy-at-work-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-113007003873969144</id><published>2005-10-23T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T22:09:22.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memory Verse for the week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;John 3:17-18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;17 &lt;/span&gt;For God did not send his Son into the world to condemn the world, but to save the world through him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;18 &lt;/span&gt;Whoever believes in him is not condemned, but whoever does not believe stands condemned already because he has not believed in the name of God's one and only Son.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-113007003873969144?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://bible.gospelcom.net/passage/?search=John%203:17-18;&amp;version=31;' title='Memory Verse for the week'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113007003873969144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113007003873969144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2005/10/memory-verse-for-week_23.html' title='Memory Verse for the week'/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-113006940249195598</id><published>2005-10-23T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T22:11:12.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DARE TO RUN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The assembly of the faithful surrounding yet unseen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Is gathered as a witness to the race&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And on the track awaiting are the runners of today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The call has come for each to take his place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The road ahead is narrow, the way is sometimes steep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;And only the committed claim the prize.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But standing at the finish with arms outstretched to greet us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Is the One who has endured the race and paid the final price.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Dare to run with our eyes fixed on Jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Following the footsteps for the One who's gone before us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Dare to run in the power of His spirit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Called to be victors in a race already won;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Dare to run.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;We must have our Savior's vision, compassion for the lost;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Courage for the future, Love at any cost.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-Harian Moore and Joel E. Smith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-113006940249195598?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113006940249195598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/113006940249195598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2005/10/dare-to-run.html' title='DARE TO RUN'/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-112994850904087105</id><published>2005-10-22T10:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T22:11:42.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Psalm 23</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A psalm of David&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The LORD is my shepherd, I shall not be in want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He makes me lie down in green pastures,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;he leads me beside quiet waters,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;he restores my soul. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;He guides me in paths of righteousness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;for his name's sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Even though I walk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;through the valley of the shadow of death,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I will fear no evil,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;for you are with me;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;your rod and your staff,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;they comfort me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You prepare a table before me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;in the presence of my enemies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You anoint my head with oil;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;my cup overflows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Surely goodness and love will follow me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;all the days of my life, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and I will dwell in the house of the LORD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-112994850904087105?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://bible.gospelcom.net/passage/?book_id=23&amp;chapter=23&amp;version=31' title='Psalm 23'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/112994850904087105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/112994850904087105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2005/10/psalm-23.html' title='Psalm 23'/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-112973329914079187</id><published>2005-10-19T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T22:12:17.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tonight I left the office at around 7:30PM (Missed again amazing race – what’s with Wednesday) got home 1 ½ hour after. A long the way, whole I’m in a bus… I accidentally over heard the conversation of the girl seated beside me… She was so upset and depressed (crying). I couldn’t help it; I felt that God wanted me to tell her that God loves her no matter what… For minutes I’ve been stunned… I do not know what to do, but to pray… A strong courageous sensation arouse within me, I approach her asking… “Are you ok?” Deep inside I wanted to ask her more, to tell her about the good news… But I got no response from her… the bus stop and we had to go…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered before… I had the quite the same experience. I visited my friend in Ortigas… after her work we went directly to Megamall to check-out some books. Astonished, I saw a man (wearing an old casual attire with his bag pack – typical poor guy) reading wide open a big Bible inside the National Bookstore.&lt;br /&gt;My friend and I left the store after that… But I felt something different than ever… it seems that God wanted to do something. He wants me to be the blessing for this guy… and so my friend and I got back into the bookstore (still the guy is reading the Bible).&lt;br /&gt;I bought it (only a smaller one), and gave him the Book. At first I do not know how to approach they guy, but I am filled with God’s presence as doing so…&lt;br /&gt;He never looks nor said anything as he took the Bible with him. But as for me it was an amazing experience. I did felt happy and fulfilled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-112973329914079187?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/112973329914079187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/112973329914079187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2005/10/tonight-i-left-office-at-around-730pm.html' title=''/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-112955277388448151</id><published>2005-10-17T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T22:13:17.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tomorrow is my six month anniversary at work, hope that everything would turn out good. At the same time I'll be the prayer leader on our department meeting... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..............................................................................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My stamina is rising, it seems that the fire within me wanted to do more for God... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-112955277388448151?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/112955277388448151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/112955277388448151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2005/10/tomorrow-is-my-six-month-anniversary.html' title=''/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-112946040027135005</id><published>2005-10-16T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T22:13:47.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It’s been a long day, and I’m over fatigue… I need more sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Just got home an hour before from all day schedules…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-112946040027135005?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/112946040027135005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/112946040027135005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2005/10/its-been-long-day-and-im-over-fatigue.html' title=''/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-112945896208819513</id><published>2005-10-16T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T22:14:21.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memory Verse for the week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Isaiah 55:11&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; is my word that goes out from my mouth:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It will not return to me empty,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;but will accomplish what I desire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and achieve the purpose for which I sent it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-112945896208819513?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://bible.gospelcom.net/passage/?search=Isaiah%2055%20:11;&amp;version=31;' title='Memory Verse for the week'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/112945896208819513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/112945896208819513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2005/10/memory-verse-for-week_16.html' title='Memory Verse for the week'/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-112939281635134662</id><published>2005-10-15T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T22:14:57.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thank you for everything Father. This week I’ve been asking You what should I do… You gave me your answer through my dreams... unversed in a jargon of Your nonmenclature. Now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You gave me the knowledge, and aroused my spirit that I needed to eat more… I’ve learn through our short but fruitful carecell one way of learning is to take down notes as I read Your word. Thank You Father, truly You are superb!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-112939281635134662?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/112939281635134662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/112939281635134662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2005/10/thank-you-for-everything-father.html' title=''/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-112912789421065148</id><published>2005-10-12T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T22:15:37.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missed my favorite show</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Got home around 10PM due to overtime work... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hmmm... I missed amazing race... sad the Aiello Family had to go (its my older sister's vote). Mine would be... the Linz Family :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tomorrow is another day... I'll be playing table tennis with my officemates. That would be nice!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-112912789421065148?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.cbs.com/primetime/amazing_race8/' title='Missed my favorite show'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/112912789421065148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/112912789421065148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2005/10/missed-my-favorite-show.html' title='Missed my favorite show'/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-112903691008496786</id><published>2005-10-11T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T22:16:19.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Best Friend - Hillsong</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Have you heard the One called Saviour?&lt;br /&gt;Have you heard of his perfect love?&lt;br /&gt;Have you heard of the One in heaven?&lt;br /&gt;Have you heard how He gave His son?&lt;br /&gt;Cause I have found this love&lt;br /&gt;And I believe in The Son&lt;br /&gt;Show me Your way&lt;br /&gt;I believe in the One called&lt;br /&gt;I believe He's the Risen One&lt;br /&gt;I believe that I'll live forever&lt;br /&gt;I believe that the King will come&lt;br /&gt;Cause I have found this love&lt;br /&gt;And I believe in The Son&lt;br /&gt;Show me Your way&lt;br /&gt;Jesus You are my best friend&lt;br /&gt;And You will always be&lt;br /&gt;And nothing will ever change that&lt;br /&gt;And nothing will ever change that&lt;br /&gt;And nothing will ever change that&lt;br /&gt;And nothing will ever change that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-112903691008496786?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://songbook.manueladam.com/ID/d1f23f03-6b4f-4967-9b6b-8826e7629aec/show.lyrics' title='My Best Friend - Hillsong'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/112903691008496786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/112903691008496786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-best-friend-hillsong.html' title='My Best Friend - Hillsong'/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-112885823420844944</id><published>2005-10-09T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T22:16:55.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memory Verse for the week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Isaiah 41:13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;For I am the Lord, your God, who takes hold of your right hand and says to you, "Do not fear; I will help you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-112885823420844944?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://bible.gospelcom.net/passage/?search=Isaiah%2041:13;&amp;version=31;' title='Memory Verse for the week'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/112885823420844944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/112885823420844944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2005/10/memory-verse-for-week.html' title='Memory Verse for the week'/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-112873800992164184</id><published>2005-10-07T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T22:17:30.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today, I got home late again… Even though it was a weary day, I’m in a state of felicity from my work… When I got home, it was the half of the game in survivor… I don’t know how to react regarding the elimination round. I guess… I still don’t know who my bet to win…is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I went to ASCM after work to attend the service. Glad I’m not late even though I had so much work to do. It was raining that night, but it didn’t hinder me to go to church. The service starts at 6:00 – 8:00PM, this time that usual stage set up change from the last time I attended. This was my third time to attend… anyway we all started singing praises, the area where people are jumping, clapping, singing out loud, dancing… where I did a little of all of that. It was sure nice to be bold in praising God. It lasted for 1 hour and 20 mins. not the usual time of 1 hour, and after that the offering and sermon started. The sermon was short but it gives outstanding instructions from the Lord.&lt;br /&gt;It’s about “Practical Christian Living” from Hebrews 12:14-15.&lt;br /&gt;1) Make every effort to live in peace with all men.&lt;br /&gt;2) Be holy (without holiness no one will see the Lord).&lt;br /&gt;3) See that no one misses the grace of God.&lt;br /&gt;4) Flee sexual immorality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Wednesday, I had the exciting experience with the Lord that day. For the past 5 months and so…. I always took the LRT off to work. Early in the morning around 6:30 – 7:00AM I usually arrived at LRT station. Traveling in the morning is more convenient rather meeting the rush hour. That morning the LRT station were filled with people, not just that people couldn’t get in and were already blocked by the guards. Well, I’m one of those… we stayed at the stairs waiting for a go signal to get in. Time is running out, I don’t want to be late at my Bible reading time before starting to work. Then I prayed to God, after that very moment, the guards let us all in as the train arrives. With full of people in the train still it won’t move to let the next train come. Then I tried to check on my favorite spot in the train, amazingly I saw a space in which I’m the only one who can manage to get in and I did, after that the doors closed and move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By that I was able to arrive at the office 35mins earlier. God really works His ways, for He deserves all the glory and praises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its amazing race time… sad that my second bet the Rogers Family were eliminated. Hmmm…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-112873800992164184?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Hebrews%2012:14-15;&amp;version=31;' title=''/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/112873800992164184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/112873800992164184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2005/10/today-i-got-home-late-again-even.html' title=''/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-112843210165444286</id><published>2005-10-04T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T22:18:04.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today I got a good lead off from work and able to finish early. The nice thing was I am able to help out my mom in dishwashing. While I was doing some household chores, my dad suddenly called me up pointing at the television, guessing what that is… I saw my cousin again, being interviewed by a news caster, his giving ideas or laws regarding rallies in public places… As for me, I do agree with him I don’t want those rallies to be in public places like business district in Ayala, because it squanders my time and effort with my travel hours. I’m not in favor of anyone in politics, but if ever they want to voice out their opinions it’s completely fine (it’s a democratic country anyway), as long as it’s in the right time and place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to checkout the date for our Ice Skating with the youth at church because I needed to make sure I could attend. So, last night I called my aunt to verify the date for our family reunion, we do this every Sunday nearest to 26OCT. It’s my grandfather’s death anniversary. My aunt told me she’s planning to schedule it on 30OCT together with the celebration of me and my cousin’s birthday. Our birthday’s is not on the same date, it’s just that we always celebrate it together since hers is next to mine. But if I were asked, I don’t like to attend the reunion myself. I had other important schedule on that date, I wanted to attend the “Thirst for More” praise and worship series. I do need to ascertain my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any how, my aunt asks me regarding my love life…. Hmmm… Huh? My love life, oh… hehehe, I’m now turning a year older this month, but I’m happy doing God’s work even though I’m single. I know the right person will come in God’s perfect timing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-112843210165444286?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/112843210165444286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/112843210165444286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2005/10/today-i-got-good-lead-off-from-work.html' title=''/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-112834888494966566</id><published>2005-10-03T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T22:19:42.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>..........Dreams..........</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1983/1665/1600/exploring%20the%20world%20of%20dreams.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 68px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 109px" height="163" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1983/1665/200/exploring%20the%20world%20of%20dreams.jpg" width="125" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today, I finished my work early and able to come home on time. Thank God. I’m thinking on what to write and I guess something that tells about the book that I’m reading, entitled “Exploring the World of Dreams” by Benny Thomas. I’ve learned so many things about dreams and interpretation of it. At first, I was question by our Youth Pastor Patrick when were having a midnight snack at Iceberg… Does the book contain Christian literature? Then things turned around differently as I started to ask myself, but as I read on, I got the answer… YES this book contains Christian literature. What about it?… Well thoughts came to my mind, I been dreaming almost everyday in a week, even before I started reading this book, and I wonder is God talking to me in dreams. I sure want to know more…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-112834888494966566?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.whitakerhouse.com' title='..........Dreams..........'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/112834888494966566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/112834888494966566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2005/10/dreams.html' title='..........Dreams..........'/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-112823146271291348</id><published>2005-10-02T13:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T22:20:13.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yesterday I'm so stress, I didn't got that much sleep. After our dinner at KFC with youth group, me and my sister got home earlier than expected. Teresa and I planned to have a little adventure with our youth group... like ice skating this month, hopefully it will push through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-112823146271291348?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/112823146271291348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/112823146271291348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2005/10/yesterday-im-so-stress-i-didnt-got.html' title=''/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17303499.post-112809555285934393</id><published>2005-09-30T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T22:18:48.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just started with my new blog. Got home late due to overtime at work.... Just finish chatting with friends, hmm.... it's late I have to go to sleep....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17303499-112809555285934393?l=justineinsight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/112809555285934393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17303499/posts/default/112809555285934393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justineinsight.blogspot.com/2005/09/new-blog.html' title='New Blog'/><author><name>Justine Joy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06775878801815629899</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/67/93/2953976/26410823123092s.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
